Sterling and Kortney welcome special guest Jamie Broadnax of Black Girl Nerds to hang out and discuss how to avoid getting caught at work whilst working on true passions. Real questions get answered, such as what is the headpiece worn by Rocket, Gambit and Jean Grey and if Chip from Beauty and the Beast ever aged while he was a cup. This episode’s BHF is all about Frederick Bruce Thomas (read more about him here). Also, who would sing a tribute to Kortney? And with everything she’s doing, is Jamie even human?
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Sterling has to deal with a ladybug infestation at work to which Kortney doesn’t see as a problem. Meanwhile, Chief wants attention and makes his presence known. Later, #HallmarkIndoob continues as Kortney and Sterling discuss their favorite submissions for Hallmark Christmas movies. After the last commercial break, Sterling’s BHF is about architect Paul Williams. Following that is a spoiler-filled review and recap of Stranger Things 2!
Sterling and Kortney are joined by special guest and OG pod sister Ariel (Pot Luck Dinner Podcast) to talk about Halloween celebrations and Day of the Dead. While many channels had horror movie marathons, the Hallmark Channels are getting in a different holiday spirit and airing Christmas movie marathons. Later, a listener writes into #AskIndoob to ask about abandoned cake at work.
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I think we all can agree it’s been a rough year and even rougher last couple months. At least for me, it has, as I’ve found myself more socially conscious and aware of what’s happening in our society and the awful foreshadowing of things hopefully not to come.
One new sensation I had the displeasure of experiencing this year, a few times now, is anxiety. I didn’t know what it was during my ordeal getting pulled over earlier this summer, or even when I was recounting the events while the worst had been happening elsewhere. But I was finally able to recognize it and label it during this most recent election.
I did find solace in knowing that I wasn’t alone feeling anxious, afraid and even angry about a Trump presidency. And it’s still frustrating that some people fail to understand why it makes me and a million others feel that way. But that particular issue isn’t what I want to talk about right now. But it is related. Read more ›
I love road trips. There’s nothing quite like venturing out on the open road to some destination across the country, listening to good tunes, taking in the sights and view with new experiences and memories waiting.
I’d been on several road trips, especially when I was younger with my family and even a few occasions with church groups. Most of this trips I traveled with at least one other person, and even if I couldn’t, I still went. Not too far, though.
My most recent trip, I wanted to go visit a friend halfway across the country. I previously flew out there (coincidentally my first time flying) but considering I hadn’t taken a long drive in a long time, I was up for the challenge. My drive would have lasted about 20 hours nonstop, which I knew was doable as I had taken a similar solo trek 4 years prior.
However, a major difference between 2012 and 2016 was the rise or at least my awareness of unarmed Black people being killed seemingly just for being Black. In fact, the murder of Trayvon Martin was on the news the entire weekend. Flash forward to July 5th and 6th, 2016 when Alton Sterling and Philando Castile were both killed on camera by cops. And here I was, getting ready to drive across the country the following week. Read more ›
Another brother is done in by a blue brother’s gun
Just days after “we” celebrate our alleged freedom.
It’s for the privileged, not a right, No matter how it’s spun.
And Even if I comply, why do I still have to die?
Somehow murder you justified, failed to protect me from.
Ignored grievances implied, continue the struggle my orphaned son.
Hard enough to maintain when you are the real killer.
They know me as a saint but y’all paint me as a sinner.
They mourn me in pain and your acquittals keep gettin quicker.
Another hashtag that was slain while y’all continue eatin dinner.
When can life no longer be pernicious?
When can we be safe to just be us?
It’s one thing to be cuffed but film snuff?
Is there even such a thing as justice?
When will enough finally be enough?
I’m so tired… but somehow, please don’t give up.